Life is a drum. With a never-ending, steady beat. In times of despair the beat never slows down. Each dancer must keep up or risk getting left behind. For if you miss a beat you lose the rhythm. And once you’ve lost your sense of the rhythm it is extremely difficult to find it again. It’s can be bittersweet when the beat refuses to slow down. Life goes on even after heartbreak, loss or death. There’s no break in which one can process what has happened. No gap that allows us to heal. Just relentless, cruel, inconsiderate but beautiful transience beating on no matter who it leaves behind. 传达的意思我就不唠叨了大家领会

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